Day 5. I think I’m good with Anne the tour guide. I was on the bus 15 minutes early.
And I think the folks at Allianz Park and the Saracens rugby club are letting bygones be bygones.
One funny chap walked into the lunch room Friday and asked loudly, “Where is Clarence E. Hill Jr.? I have some chicken soup for him that’s bland as heck.”
He said he wakes up and reads the Fort Worth Star-Telegram every day.
Count that as a win. We’ve got new readers. I think that calls for a raise. Right?
Friday was a short practice. So that meant a chance to see the city. Walking in London is a different experience because the cars come down the wrong side of the street.
So you have to look right, left, right before crossing the street rather than left first. Suffice it to say, I almost got clipped a few times. But I survived.
We took the Underground train or the Tube to Piccadilly Circus, which is comparable to Times Square in New York with its stores, restaurants and neon lights.
It’s a huge tourist attraction that includes musicians and street dancers.
We asked several people for restaurant advice, but all were tourists and had no clue. So we went to the Hippodrome Casino in Leicester Square.
It was everything you would imagine with Vegas style showgirls and bars and restaurants galore.
I’m not a gambler, as you can tell by my Sunday football picks. But it was quite the experience. Saturday is the day for the traditional tourist attractions such as Big Ben and Buckingham Palace.
Please, please pray that I don’t have another international incident during the changing of guards, but I am definitely going to try get them to break their stoic countenance.
As the kids say, YOLO. You only live once. And this is a once in a lifetime trip.